12-17-2017, 09:49 PM
Dick payed little attention to the other Avengers, at least initially. He looked outside and watched as they soared past the island, and watched the birds and ocean as they flew. It was a somber day for their team, that was for sure. They had had their home burned down-the worst offence possible. It had happened to him, now it happened to a whole team. Though he had never lived there, he felt for them. He was angry for them. But he had to let it go. And, he knew, they did too.
Dick looked up just before they entered the gate, checking each member of the team. Marcus still seemed shaken, but other than that they were all mostly fine. Moon Knight and Marcus got into a small argument then-about a group of "stormtroopers" on the ground below. Looking down, Dick was taken aback by the city. It was beautiful, like something out of a sci-fi novel. High rises with blinking lights, robots and aliens walking on the ground, and flying cars going all over the city. And it was a vast city- there was no apparent end. There were almost certainly drawbacks to it. But for now, Howland was okay with admiring its many apparent benefits.
"Halt. Land down at the nearest imperial checkpoint for interrogation. You are flying an unauthorised and unregistered vehicle." A voice boomed throughout the Quinjet as a stormtrooper contacted them.
"Bon sang!" Frenchie exclaimed. "We should have remembered the checkpoints. Imperial presence is strongest here. Shall I land it?" Moon Knight nodded.
"We have no reason not to comply." Frenchie nodded when approved, bringing the Quinjet down and flying to a nearby building. Upon pulling in, they were immediately greeted with a squad of stormtroopers who forced them out of their vehicle and began a search.
"Head inside," one said, with a gruff voice. The Avengers complied, heading into the plain looking building. Once inside a stormtrooper walked out and gestured for them to each go into a different small room. Each Avenger went into one, some resisting but all eventually doing it. Dick, himself, went in and found himself at a table with a woman in a grey military uniform on the other side.
"I am just going to ask you some questions," she said. "Try to attack me, and a squad of soldiers will come in, and we will have you banished. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am." Dick saw no reason not to obey. Stay sensible and obey the law and he'd get out fine. That was what he had learned through experience.
"Now, why were you flying here without the proper registration?"
"Not sure of that. I just joined the team-just arrived here, in fact. We just came in from the Deeps."
"The Deeps. Hm. And what exactly is this team, that you joined?"
"We're called the Avengers. We try to assist in keeping order."
"Ah, yes. The Avengers. Funny name, considering your lack of true revenge on these criminals. So, your leader is?"
"Current acting leader is a man named Marcus. Goes by Moon Knight."
"Okay. Now, are you aware of the penalty for flying without a licence is?"
"Can't say that I am." She began to lean across the table for this.
"Jail. 5 years minimum. Now, I am sure you do not want to suffer this fate, yes?"
"Of course, ma'am."
"Then, perhaps, we may have a deal. There was a riot in a separate part of the city-near the very gate you came in from, in fact. We may need some assistance in dealing with the people who started this riot. Should you help us, I will see to it personally that your crimes are treated kindly. And should you not-" Her eyes flashed coldly. "You will receive no mercy. Now, I will make sure the others of your team know of this deal. You may go now."
Dick walked out of the room and stood outside as the woman went to the other rooms, apparently doing as she said she would. Soon, the other Avengers had walked out and they began a discussion.
"So, we're accepting, of course. Right?" Dick asked, glancing at Marc.
"I see no reason not to, if everyone agrees. Team?" Moon Knight looked around at everyone.
"Don't see why we'd help them now. What we did before should be fine," Marcus mumbled.
"Marcus. You know they won't know of that stuff right away. So, are we ready to go?" Everyone agreed, and they piled into an imperial ground unit, where they were seated on long benches in the back. They rapidly approached their destination, and Dick prepared himself. They were likely dealing with dangerous people. People who had started a riot. He'd need to be ready. So he took some deep breaths, and cleared his mind for what was to come.
Dick looked up just before they entered the gate, checking each member of the team. Marcus still seemed shaken, but other than that they were all mostly fine. Moon Knight and Marcus got into a small argument then-about a group of "stormtroopers" on the ground below. Looking down, Dick was taken aback by the city. It was beautiful, like something out of a sci-fi novel. High rises with blinking lights, robots and aliens walking on the ground, and flying cars going all over the city. And it was a vast city- there was no apparent end. There were almost certainly drawbacks to it. But for now, Howland was okay with admiring its many apparent benefits.
"Halt. Land down at the nearest imperial checkpoint for interrogation. You are flying an unauthorised and unregistered vehicle." A voice boomed throughout the Quinjet as a stormtrooper contacted them.
"Bon sang!" Frenchie exclaimed. "We should have remembered the checkpoints. Imperial presence is strongest here. Shall I land it?" Moon Knight nodded.
"We have no reason not to comply." Frenchie nodded when approved, bringing the Quinjet down and flying to a nearby building. Upon pulling in, they were immediately greeted with a squad of stormtroopers who forced them out of their vehicle and began a search.
"Head inside," one said, with a gruff voice. The Avengers complied, heading into the plain looking building. Once inside a stormtrooper walked out and gestured for them to each go into a different small room. Each Avenger went into one, some resisting but all eventually doing it. Dick, himself, went in and found himself at a table with a woman in a grey military uniform on the other side.
"I am just going to ask you some questions," she said. "Try to attack me, and a squad of soldiers will come in, and we will have you banished. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am." Dick saw no reason not to obey. Stay sensible and obey the law and he'd get out fine. That was what he had learned through experience.
"Now, why were you flying here without the proper registration?"
"Not sure of that. I just joined the team-just arrived here, in fact. We just came in from the Deeps."
"The Deeps. Hm. And what exactly is this team, that you joined?"
"We're called the Avengers. We try to assist in keeping order."
"Ah, yes. The Avengers. Funny name, considering your lack of true revenge on these criminals. So, your leader is?"
"Current acting leader is a man named Marcus. Goes by Moon Knight."
"Okay. Now, are you aware of the penalty for flying without a licence is?"
"Can't say that I am." She began to lean across the table for this.
"Jail. 5 years minimum. Now, I am sure you do not want to suffer this fate, yes?"
"Of course, ma'am."
"Then, perhaps, we may have a deal. There was a riot in a separate part of the city-near the very gate you came in from, in fact. We may need some assistance in dealing with the people who started this riot. Should you help us, I will see to it personally that your crimes are treated kindly. And should you not-" Her eyes flashed coldly. "You will receive no mercy. Now, I will make sure the others of your team know of this deal. You may go now."
Dick walked out of the room and stood outside as the woman went to the other rooms, apparently doing as she said she would. Soon, the other Avengers had walked out and they began a discussion.
"So, we're accepting, of course. Right?" Dick asked, glancing at Marc.
"I see no reason not to, if everyone agrees. Team?" Moon Knight looked around at everyone.
"Don't see why we'd help them now. What we did before should be fine," Marcus mumbled.
"Marcus. You know they won't know of that stuff right away. So, are we ready to go?" Everyone agreed, and they piled into an imperial ground unit, where they were seated on long benches in the back. They rapidly approached their destination, and Dick prepared himself. They were likely dealing with dangerous people. People who had started a riot. He'd need to be ready. So he took some deep breaths, and cleared his mind for what was to come.